The killer who killed thousands
Had a book
Pages where he wrote
With the blood of his victims
As ink.
On the very last page however
The calm and unperturbed writer
Wrote a poem which had his own blood as ink
He wrote his every accomplishment
And smiled, baring his perfect teeth
But for an ending line
He wrote
“I want to ****
But it killed him to write the last word.
“Myself”
Oct 25, 2025
Oct 25, 2025 at 1:28 PM UTC
The killer who killed thousands
Had a book
Pages where he wrote
With the blood of his victims
As ink.
On the very last page however
The calm and unperturbed writer
Wrote a poem which had his own blood as ink
He wrote his every accomplishment
And smiled, baring his perfect teeth
But for an ending line
He wrote
“I want to ****
But it killed him to write the last word.
“Myself”
